In Rush of Saving Life

By Ro Yassin Abdumonab|

It’s me who didn't want to leave home
Wandering around like a bird watching its prey 
All they wanted was to kill me  
To eradicate from this world  
But the Almighty wishes to keep me alive 

It’s me running from village to village
 Just to escape from burning and killing  
Sought refuge in paddy fields and forests 
Starving a couple of days in hide  
Eating raw leaves of unwanted plants 

It‘s me on the sharp edge machete  
The bleeding field was full of wounded soul 
I, crawling among corpses to the safe zone  
Heartbeat rate was abnormal, just about to die 
Blood in the artery was circulating faster  

It’s me who chased thousands of faces to flee 
The long walk I traveled for days was wayward  
The river I crossed was an ocean for me  
I was about to drown in the middle 
A journey I experienced was unforgettable, nightmare  

It’s me in the protracted refugee camps  
Still alive after nearly died of fears and worries 
Got chance to survive again if though miserable plight 
All I wished was just to save my life 
Welcomed me here was not my expectation 
Aimed not I could be here safe and out of danger 

Sn.Oct, E-07 
(08-10-2019) 
The Art Garden Rohingya